"Ah… shit! He's definitely participating." Zeke turned around as he heard those words. He looked for who had spoken the words but he couldn't find anyone.
He rose to his feet, drawing down the hood of his long black cape.
"Phew… I should work hard to get to the semifinal or quarter-final." Zeke sighed and walked down the few stairs in front of him.
"The tournament begins soon." All 126 participants, please enter the arena. The first stage is a battle between all of you. Everyone left standing after twenty minutes will advance to the next stage." The speaker's voice sounded again.
Zeke rushed down the stairs and picked one of the available swords. The fight didn't take long to begin.
It was a dog fight. Participants ganged up on each other and after removing one person, they'd move to the next person.